Oh how I missed the days at Corthaway. 6 years of training there just to move forward. Sudden raids are rarely initiated there, unlike now that raids happen every month without notice.
Eason, a good friend of mine is currently the secretary of the 2nd Security Division. Met back in Corthaway, he is quite smart for his own good. Solving problems during sudden events is what's he's good at. Despite that, he doesn't like advice.
Although I've been in Corthaway for an entire 6 years, professional training for me just lasted 4 months or less.
During my last year over there, my first raid happened.
"Raiding operation today is approved by the administration."
"But it's a joint one with the police division."
That flattered me.
Not to say I'm waging a war or anything, but joint operations won't go well. We don't have much of a good relation with the police divisions，and they're decisions sometimes are really stupid. The most important thing is that they will target on raiding our collaborators. That's what my colleagues used to say.
But my first raid went quite well. Though no contrabands taken, we boosted the morale on ourselves. And I don't find the police officers being such an ass.
Not long after, a new chapter begins.
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Krëferston
General FictionA short story on how law enforcement personnel made contraband items less "contraband" for themselves and how they enjoyed it without getting caught.
